I write songs that feel good, I write songs that hurt I've been known to turn a honky tonk into a black baptist church Amen I know sin by his first name, I know salvation well You can say I saw the light in the flickerin' flames of hell I got a bottle of redemption on my shelf Child let me help you save yourself Good God almighty, we're glory bound And there's plenty of redemption to go around I don't call myself a prophet, I can't say that I'm a saint But I've been down to the crossroads, I've seen things that must folks ain't And I know the devil can't do much evil, if he's too damn drunk to stand My angels got they hands full, I help the only way I can I got a bottle of redemption on my shelf Child let me help you save yourself Good God almighty, we're glory bound And there's plenty of redemption to go around Whether it's a one room tavern bar stool, or a little white church house pew I find the faith, I fight the way, my Jesus wants me to Me & God are good, despite all the wicked things I've done If He'll save this back-slidin' bastard, then brother believe He'll save anyone I got a bottle of redemption on my shelf Child let me help you save yourself Good God almighty, we're glory bound And there's plenty of redemption I got a bottle of redemption on my shelf And I can't drink it all by myself Bow your head, fold your hands Gonna drink all the way to Glory Land I got a bottle of redemption